What is it?

What is it?

A Poem by Wednesday morning

Harrowing that I don’t know myself

I judge myself for what i don’t know

I pummel myself for what i wish i knew

It hurts to envision what I could have been


© 2018 Wednesday morning


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To thine own self be true, for it must follow as dost the night the day, that canst not then be false to any man. - Shakespeare
"To know thyself is the beginning of wisdom." - attributed to Socrates

Posted 6 Years Ago


such a cruel fate to live in, never being sure of anything

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Added on September 20, 2018
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